One more breath

is one too many

Wither away soon to die

Nothing left of this badly

burned shell

Relinquish my breathing



Feeling so cold

The silence is deafening

Feeling so cold

In this Elysium dream



Covered in dirt

Vision dissipates

The blackness

helps to forget

The sweet aroma of death

Is in the air

Smile as the casket closes



Life is a pale shade of gray

Choking the life out of me

Pointless existence

We've fucked up

My feelings are dead